"Wasted Time"A Poem by Valentine "Wasted Time"
If it is true...that love is blind;
Why is true love so hard to find?
So many years observing the
possibilities,
Not one..ring in hand..down on his
knees.
With eyes wide open, seeking Mr.
Right,
Yet still lying restless and alone at
night.
As these long years slowly pass me
by,
Even a short bald one would be worth a
try.
Lower your standards, is all that one
hears,
Or remain on your own, the rest of your
years.
Now dating more, searching through the crowd,
Finding many losers who are boisterous
and loud.
Looking at men now...at the end of the
line,
Drunkards and idlers, divorcees and jerks
of all kinds;
Alone home alone...guess I am left on the
shelf;
There must be one out there... I say to
myself.
There is a lot of action..on the bad end
of the line;
Guess I 'll stay alone, I am tired of wasting my time.
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